C143 North end palace

"Who?"

Wang Shuo suddenly raised his head, letting out a howl of pain as he charged at a tree in front of him.

Wang Shuo narrowed his eyes. It was a woman, sitting on a branch as thick as an adult's thumb, swaying in the wind.

She looked no older than twenty or eight years old. Her feet were bare as clear as jade, and she wore a light pink dress. Compared to many people that Wang Shuo had seen